Just thought I'd introduce myself. I'm Rachael Ross or just plain rache. I've been writing for awhile and I don't really have a preference for subject matter, it's all good. I use a lot of pen names and for TG/TS stories I generally like to use "T.S.Severe" and she's one of my many alter-egos (the one who dresses better than the rest of me) ...Uhhh, let's see. I have a website hosted by ASSTR at:

http://www1.asstr.org/~rache/index.htm

I've just discovered my recent Chapter 7 post is sans single quotes. Fixing requires reading the entire story as HTML... *whimper*

If anyone can suggest the preferred way to get text (containing italics) from RoughDraft (MS rich text) into "Create Content", I would appreciated it; as my way seems to require multiple editing passes.

update: Some partial search-and-replace fixes have been done, but I know there's more to do. I'll give it another pass tonight.

another update: I think I've got them all. Ouch. :)

Thinking about the October contest last night, this opening idea came to me while I was dreaming, and was sufficiently wacky for me to recall it after waking...

Hey there,
I've had some real rough things going on in my life. Starting last October.

Same day I was injured at work, wife was informed job of 29 years going away to Minn.

Stage One breast cancer for wife.

She had the surgery.

Wife had car accident.

Radiation treatments.

Mother diagnosed Stage Four cancer in June.

Mother went in to hospital in July. Died july 20 in a crappy hospise. Thankfully she went peacefully.

August 10 I lost my job. By the way, I was born on Friday August 13. Happy Frigging Birthday to me.

With all the wonderful Retcon stories on BCTS it seems logical that the ''SUPERMARIONATION'' classics such as, Captain Scarlet, Stingray and Thunderbirds would lend themselves to some genderbending action.

Just thinking about Captain Scarlet in an elegant evening dress might make it easier to find (attract) the mysterons !

I recently purchased some Avon products from: www.youravon.com/peggyhicks and I find that I am very pleased with them. I met Peggy at The Southern Comfort Conference last year and I found her very understanding about us TG/TS/CD/whatever folks, and she is VERY discrete, respecting our need for secrecy/privacy.

I know (hey, I hope!) some of you are waiting for the next chapter in UA, but my editor wants me to wait until I finish the story. It'll be awhile, but chapter 2 is almost complete, 3&4 are just about ready for edit and I'm still working on 5. I'll try to convince Angela that they can be submitted soon, but she's working on making me a better author, something that isn't really easy, but I can see it happening. Ultimately, you get a better story, and that is worth a lot to me. Please accept my apologies, I shouldn't have submitted the first chapter yet, but I did. My mistake.

Don't know if you have seen Amelie?

It's set in a dream of a Paris that may or may not exist, and it's a story about a girl growing up. What stroke me watching it was the interpretations made in the movie. Made me start to wonder what the world really is like. Maybe good and evil isn't as much the acts in them selves, not that some acts doesn't scream about egotism and inability of empathy, but in a greater perspective the way we choose to revile ourselves in them. Take a porn movie for example, then take those condemning those being in it, who turns the blinder eye?

The next chapter of TGL will be delayed. I know where I want the story to go, but the characters are not cooperating, which means I am missing something somewhere. I may need to retcon the plot a bit, but hope to be able to finish pass one without any major revisions.

Too sick to talk about it.

- Erin

Well guys the next chapter has been sent to my proof editor here on BCTS, im sorry it took a week for it to be written up - i was ill - damm toothache and tempature so my muse was locked up for a while.

I am away from tomorrow for a few days, to a rocky place in the sun. I have just about finished the story, and will post the other episodes on my return. May I suggest for anyone reading my tale that they read my other one as well. Thank you for your patience.

I seriously considered not writing a chapter today. Not because I wasn't interested in what had happened to the Jamies, but more that I was interested what was happening with another teenager.

I was given an interesting late birthday present today. It was a freshman work by a local author entitled I am not a Serial Killer

It is about a sociopathic teen trying his best not to become a Serial Killer.

My point here is not to give a review of said book, since it's subject material is not apropos of this site, although it is an enjoyable read.

I have just had a ’phone call from Angharad to say that her Aunt (who had lived with her since 1987) died this afternoon at the age of 83. She had been unwell for a number of days.

Ang says that she might not be able to post an a chapter of EAFOAB tonight, it very much depends how she feels. She hopes everyone will understand if she doesn't get "the muse" this evening. I don't know if she will be on her ’puter this evening, but you could PM her, or PM me and I will pass on any messages when she ’phones me later.

Gabi

I wrote this piece a few years ago for a story competition. The brief was a love story in no more than 500 words not including the title. I don't think it justifies a proper posting but it may amuse a few of you.

A Woman’s Life and Love

I've had my little Suzuki Alto since new (2002), and apart from a couple of incidents in late 2004 (one of which involved taking a corner too fast in icy weather, the other someone shunting the car's rear end), I'd driven without incident until last November...

For most of my life, I have felt as if I was the messed up one, in spite of the fact that I worked for 40 years, raised 4 children, and all that. (One of the children was my wife :) )

So, after going through SRS, that firmly implants one in the Mental Health, section 8 envirionment, and one must really behave themself or there are dire consequences. Unless, you accidentally escape.